Batting eyelashes at me.. :D

I have not been posting anything for quite sometime and will not be doing that for some more days as well. Have been sick this week and as I started to recover, my phone died on me. So I will be living without an Internet connection for 3-4 days…..probably more. I have a lot to write. In fact I have two unfinished posts in the queue… :(

I hope BSNL will have pity on me. Till then, I’ll be missing reading your blogs…and writing on mine… :(

As it comes out of an intellectual conversation with one of my friends, I am a certified non-patriot now. Incidentally I have somehow lagged behind in doing my bit for the nation as I have not been forwarding the oh so patriotic SMS’s to my friends. I have to thank that friend for this realization.

Maybe the rush of blood and that unadulterated euphoria that comes with the slightest of proud national moments are old school techniques to show that I am a patriot. Frankly, I don’t need to show if I care. Sitting inside my house with a stomach full of delicacies and with a computer and the Internet (24 X 7 connectivity) right in front of me, does my say matter? Obviously I am proud of my nation and happy with the freedom that comes to me…as a birth right.

Maybe someone living under a torn piece of cloth…calling it a shelter, fighting for his/her basic rights to survive will have a better say in this. I have no right to define independence but for me its never complete until every such man can feel what true independence is. A lot has to be done, much lesser to be said or written.

Just for the record, I do nothing. Being the hippocrate that I am, I find my glory in patriot (izing) my image in an image editor.

Nonetheless…I am proud…

HappySixtyfirst…

Sinks in oblivion the real meaningepiphany is awaited…‘coz the day each feels it for themselvesshall be the day of independence.

Forgotten by each political intellect,The flame has dimmed a little…but the revolution ain’t over yet,Just one phase of it…

Ahem Ahem, well a week long silence due to some unexplainable circumstances (I give you four words.. L,A,Z,Y, try all combinations) and the fact that I have never been tagged in the relatively dwarf time-span of my blog and my uncanny excitement to do one of those fun tags, resulted in a thought process.

It went on somewhat like this “Hey getting tagged is a far-cry for a new-blog infant like me, so why not ask someone to TAG me, myself !!” Obviously the person will find it hard to turn down such a harmless, and pity full “tag-me request”. So I executed the PLAN on a fellow blogger who is a few blog years older than me and as a result he officially tagged me to do this.

Rules:1. Put Your iTunes/ music player on Shuffle2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER WHAT!!! After you’ve answered all of the questions, tag 5 other people and then let them know they’ve been tagged to do the meme themselves.

- WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?Ring my bells-Enrique Eglasias – bahahaha..wdf..? does that make any sense..?!!

- WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THIS TAG?Choices-Mudvayne-Yes I had choices. I could have done any other tag but I liked this one..!

I tag nobody because, seriously…am I allowed to?

P.S: I did this tag twice just for sheer amusement. The answers you see here are from the first time but for two questions I got the same songs both the times..for the last question (choices)..and for the funeral one.. (In the end)..!! My winamp is smart..!!:)

Maybe I don’t belong but I don’t care anymore.I may fail…but I wont change…

May be inside I know…I m Indifferent to Ur sacred shades…But I don’t need your honor…I have mine…

Maybe I too pretend.But I am not as good as you,at least I make sure,I make sure you know…

what I feel…coz what I feel is what i say…maybe inside I suffocate,suffocate as hell..But you don’t care…I know that as well.

Why is it that sometimes the closest of the people around you find it so difficult to comprehend something that even a distant onlooker may notice with the slightest of difficulties. Do they tend to overlook or is it just too trivial to react. Why is it that you have to say things despite them being the hardest to say.

Why are people so bloody adamant on CHANGING you…?Or then…is it just me..!!?